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  • Twenty-Four hours before the Super Moon of 2012 and we wait. We wait not for the Super Moon, but rather for the next moment to be revealed before our eyes as the Moon shines through the clouds as we sit in South Ridge Park in Urbana, Illinois. Just the two of us seated side by side. A camera on the tripod in front of us - Binoculars in hand. What color will appear next? Was that a face there on the Moon just now? Oh, now strange letters imprinted! We wait. The breeze from the North East turns suddenly colder. The leaves in the trees rustle. Perhaps aliens creeping up from behind? No - just the wonderous changes as the clouds between us and the Moon slowly morph creating a 2 hour show of glorious nature.
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